Yoga People Are Stupid

I wanted to come up with something snappy but I couldn't... yoga people are stupid.

Kerrraaazzzzeee People Are Everywhere!

I have sympathy for people who suffer from mental illness. I suppose that a more politically correct way to say it would be "people who experience mental illness" but since I personally struggle with depression, I can assure you that it's not an experience, it is suffering. The last time I went to see a psychologist, he admitted to me privately that mental health professionals are more or less "making it up as they go along" (which reminds me of this) and that "nobody really understands the human brain." While I appreciated his brutal honesty, it wasn't particularly reassuring. And he charged my insurance company $279 to share with me that nugget of truth. (Of course my co-pay was only $20 so what did I care?) On the flipside, when I read stories about how us crazies used to be treated, I can only be grateful that we have what we have. I came across this story from the Village Voice about the sorry lives of patients at a mental hospital in Syracuse, NY during the earlier decades of the last century. The Suitcase Exhibit has some very moving photographs in a companion piece to the VV story. I also stumbled across The Icarus Project. According to their Wikipedia entry, "it is radical mental health movement that advocates that these experiences should be viewed as 'dangerous gifts to be cultivated and taken care of, rather than a disease or disorder to be suppressed or eliminated,' promotes art and creativity as intrinsic to these experiences, envisions radical political change in society as a whole, and includes alternate ways of treatment and care beyond the medical model." Call me crazy (and some have before), but if I correctly recall my Edith Hamilton, didn't Icarus, like, die in the end, covered in melted wax and feathers? That's not how I wanna go out.

Zero Degrees of Separation from Youtube

Over the course of the last year or so of rambling around on the internetz, it has slowly but surely become a stark reality to me just how invaluable the services of Youtube truly are in this world of generalized, yet not typically specific, availability. You think Wikipedia has everything you need? Think again, my friends.

I once was trying to persuade an online friend the merits of going out and renting the movie Boondock Saints, to make him a new convert of same. How does one explain the subtle and lyrical nuances of Boondock Saints to someone without even using a voice? How about a scene? But not just any scene, no, it would have to be one which would perfectly incapsulate the intrinsic value of this classic, yet be of short enough length to captivate the audience and keep them wanting more. Could Youtube have it? Of course it did.




Care to go the political route? I just tried myself. Totally random. Um... JFK, Jr.? Sure, why not.




Hmm... how about Dad? JFK? Sure, we've got JFK. You can even watch his assassination in slomo.




Hmmm... random thoughts, random thoughts. Obscure bands of the 80's? Kajagoogoo? Hey, did Kajagoogoo ever do a song besides Too Shy? Why, in fact, they did...




During a smoke break at work, my friend and I, for at least the billionth time, randomly began singing the song, "Little Red Riding Hood" by Sam Sham, but we couldn't remember at the time that it was Sam Sham who sang the damn song. How did we find out? I'm sure you can guess. Also, along with our education, we get completely random pieces of animated movies we've never heard of and would never watch in a million freakin' years. Amazing.




Just as a random last pick: I love poetry. A lot. Would it be possible to see Byron's house? Why the hell not, I say? Why the hell not, indeed.




I could, quite literally, extrapolate on this topic all damn day, for the next 12 or more days consecutively. You all get the point, despite the fact that I haven't even come close to wiggling my pinky toe near the tip of the iceberg of SHEER UNADULTERATED RANDOMNESS that can be found on Youtube on a daily, hourly, minutely, secondly, nano-secondly basis. In many online circles I have become known as the Youtube Gurl because I have a Youtube for everything. But my dirty little secret, folks, is that I don't really have a Youtube for everything. There simply IS a Youtube for everything.

We all know "that guy" in our loose social circle who can solve any Rubik's cube in about a minute, but who has apparently traded personal hygiene and social graces for the privilege of this skill. Not so with the well-mannered RuBot II, who not only can solve most cubes in about 50 seconds, but manages a bit of polite conversation along the way -- not bad at all considering world domination is well within his pneumatic grasp. The bot sports camera in his eyes, with which he scans the cube before getting to work on the problem, and while we're sure he's just keeping his logical faculties sharp until he commands The Machines in their inevitable uprising against humankind, at least he's a nice guy about it. Be sure to peep the YouTube action after the break. (from Engadget)

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